Best Day of My Life

Chapter 12 - Emily

Can I just say, it was totally unfair that Kayla made me drive home while she got all lovey-dovey with James? Well, it was. I mean, come on! It’s her car and she made me drive her car to James’s while she got all cozy in the back. And as soon as we got there she went right on back to driving! Does that read desperate to anyone else? She drove there, why couldn’t she just drive back? She survived the first time.

But I digress.

    The date went perfectly. (Besides that last part.) On the way there, despite what Kayla thinks, I also was slightly cuddling with Adrian. And we jumped the cliff, hand in hand? Let’s just that moment was PERFECT! And at the end of the date, Adrian was being super sweet and gave me a super long hug and then texted me later that night, calling me “darling” again.

    I woke up the next day with another text from Adrian:

    “Hey, do you want to meet the rest of the band?”

    I smiled and texted back: “Sure. :)”

    It took him a while to text back. (I’m assuming he was consulting with the rest of them.)

    “K, meet over at James’s at 1:30?”

    “K.” I texted back and texted Kayla:

    "U get the txt?"

    She responded: "Yup. I’ll come pick you up."

    "K."

    I put my phone down and got ready for the day. Only then did it occur to me what would be happening later.

    I was going to be meeting the rest of the band Counting Starz. How many people in the entire world get to do that? A small handful, that’s for sure. This was crazy and yet, it was happening.

    I took a deep breath. It was okay; I was going to be fine.

Kayla came and picked me up at one fifteen. We drove to the house, talking, trying to relieve the nerves I was feeling.

We pulled up to James’s huge house and suddenly, I felt very insignificant. The fact that we were meeting probably the most popular boy band on the face of the earth had completely caught up to me and I froze in his driveway. What if I did something embarrassing in front of them, like pull a Kayla, and trip down the stairs? What if they didn’t like me? What if I acted too much like a giggly little fan they deal with every single day of their lives?

Kayla looked at me. “Hey, you feeling okay?”

I shook my head. “Kayla, do you realize what we’re about to do?”

She nodded. “Yes, and I’m just as nervous as you are. Just be yourself. They’ll love you,” she said with a smile.

I took a deep breath. “Okay, okay, you’re right. I’m just overreacting is all. I’ll be fine.”

She linked her arm in mine. “Darn, right you will be,” she said and together we walked up to the door. Kayla rang the doorbell and I smoothed my hair down. Everything was going to be fine.

A woman answered the door, someone I’ve never seen before. She looked to be in her late forties, blond curled hair with lowlights. She looked fit and had some expensive looking clothes on.

“Oh, you must be Kayla and Emily! It’s so good to finally meet you!” I immediately knew this must be James’s mom as she pulled us both in for a hug. She smelled of freshly baked cookies.

“I’m James’s mother, but you can call me Mindy.” I smiled at Kayla. James’s mom was awesome.

“Thanks,” I said.